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jellycrusher · 5 months

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Fangirl pt. 3

INITIALLY POSTED ON MY FORMER PAGE: bts-teaspoonff

Genre: Romance, Slow Burn, Idol A/U

Pairing: BTS OT7 x reader

Rating: PG

Summary: Y/N, being a huge fangirl, finally got her chance to work alongside her favorite idol group as a backup dancer. She gets to know each member personally and realizes that her feelings may be more than fangirl-idol attraction.

Word Count: 5.6K

Taglist: @nochujeonjk @i-like-puppy-mg@miyochan @satotakeru14

PARTS: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | …. masterlist

So far, your week of waiting for the company’s response was uneventful to say the least. You exchanged contacts with some of the dancers and they have all been very friendly with everyone. You were busy with work at the gym and at the dance studio so that made you take off your mind from the backup dancer job at least for a while.

During those days that you were waiting, you took double shifts in the gym and twice the amount of classes in the dance studio. You wanted to push yourself just to ease your nerves. Also, you need to pay this month’s rent alone since your roommate and best friend is out on vacation.

Lisa, your bestfriend. She’s been with you ever since college. Both of you only started living together when your brother moved out but she used to always live near you. When she moved in with you, she would always leave to travel somewhere for at least a month then come back to you. That was now your routine with Lisa. She loves travelling so much that she promised to fulfill her bucketlist as soon as both of you graduated. Her family is pretty well-off and she manages this online clothing shop to finance her trips. You and Lisa constantly video call each other almost every day. Sometimes, you would even answer each other’s call even when you’re in the shower. Of course, you already informed her about your pending job in Big Hit. She almost exploded from happiness when she got the news. She was hiking that time and it almost gave you a heart attack when you saw her jumping from happiness near the ledge. You could say that she’s your #1 fan and you are hers too.

The day came when you received the email. You were eating your breakfast at that time, taking a big bite of your omelet sandwich. You choked on your glass of water as you read the email saying “Congratulations. You are now formally a part of Big Hit’s Dance Team.” You read the other contents of the email as you generously drink water once more. You are soon to be expected to start two days from now. You can’t contain your excitement as you feel your face beaming with happiness. You could just dance your ass off right now from joy. You walked to your room with a sandwich still in your mouth as you reach for your speakers. You blasted Anpanman by BTS on full volume and pranced around the room. You also took your RJ and Koya plushies, hugged it and twirled around. You buried yourself under big Chimmy, Tata, Cooky, Mang and Shooky plushies on your couch.

You nervously entered the Big Hit building once more and went straight to the practice room. You made sure not to order a big glass of coffee this time, even though it’s very tempting. You just made a small cup of coffee at home, a routine that greatly relaxed you. You enter the room with one hand tightly gripping the strap of your cross body bag. You saw familiar faces and was grinning from ear to ear. It turns out that everyone was accepted and no one was left behind. A few of them ran to you, hugged you and then pushed you to join some of them sitting on the floor.

The dance directors and choreographers gathered all of you to discuss the plans for the dance team. Everyone was then assigned to different artists to solely focus on their performances. They started calling out the names of the dancers and the artists who they will be working with. Our main dance director started with TXT and you were not on the dancer’s list. You silently chant each of the boys’ names one by one, as if you were having a ritual on your own, until the dance director mentioned BTS. Your ears were on full concentration mode as he calls the names of the dancers one by one. As if on cue as you were continuing to chant the boys’ name and imagining your name being called, you heard your name slip from the dance director’s lips. You really tried your best to not shout and celebrate. You feel like you won the lottery at this point from your chain of good luck lately.

Each dance team then went on to different practice rooms. You, along with other male and female backup dancers, were present in another practice room as your dance choreographer started informing everyone that BTS is planning an online concert months from now. Everyone will be performing a lot of new numbers, including new dance breaks that will be mainly composed of you with the other female backup dancers.

For the first week, everyone started the dance practices without the boys yet. Everyone would spend hours being taught group performances by different choreographers. Two of which are old songs from their old albums and two were from their latest album. At first, you struggled to keep up with the other dancers but all of them were nice in helping one another when one has a hard time with performing the steps. You also made friends with the male backup dancers especially those who were close to your age. All of you were quick to get acquainted with each other and that made work very fun. You would always be light on your feet when coming to work since you’re glad you could make new friends who share the same passion. Everyone was so nice to you too since you’re the youngest out of the female backup dancers but there are also two male dancers younger than you.

You were also excited for your new work since you would get to see Jiyong almost every day. When one of you are free, you would always eat together. Your heart is filled with happiness right now. Your mind is now at a place where you’re just sitting on cloud 9.

Your body couldn’t really handle three jobs at the same time so you chose to quit teaching dance classes at the dance studio. You informed the dance studio owner about your new job to which she congratulated you non-stop. She knows how much of a big fangirl you are to BTS so she couldn’t be more proud of you. She then proceeded to convince you that no one better than you should handle the BTS dance classes. She made good points that convinced you to stay but only if you handle selected classes that works around your schedule. Luckily, she agreed and gave you at least one class a month. You couldn’t really argue with her since she pays you generously per class that you teach.

You retained your work in the gym since your shifts works around your work in Big Hit. You could handle your new work schedule and you really need to earn money for the apartment fees and your BTS merchandises. You also informed the gym owner about your new day job and he congratulated you non-stop as well. He nicely let you adjust your shift to better work around your new schedule.

So far, everything is going into place. Your new job, new acquaintances at work, quality time with your brother, and Lisa will be returning soon from her trip. You could just sit down and inhale all the good air that’s surrounding you lately. You’re scared that given this amount of good luck around you will be soon replaced by strings of bad luck, but of course you’re highly hoping that will not happen.

You went home late one night from a hectic shift at the gym. One of your clients arrived late for her schedule but still came, coinciding with the timeslot for your other client. You still accommodated the two of them and went back and forth for them during their sessions. You had to be the one to close the gym that night also. You ate like there’s no tomorrow that night since you were so tired from dance practices and the sessions at the gym. You just went to sleep right after dinner, slamming yourself into the bed and into the sheets.

You didn’t wake up from your alarm the next morning. Good thing that you had already wash your hair last night so you just fashioned a bucket hat and hurriedly fix yourself before you went out in a rush to try to arrive on time for your dance practices. You arrived at the lobby entrance just in the nick of time with a few minutes to spare, rushed to the elevator and tried to catch your breath while you wait for the lift to arrive on the right floor. You hurriedly ran out the elevator and to the hallway when you heard your phone ping. You took out your phone in your pocket while rushing in the hallway. You saw Lisa’s name at the top of your notification screen but chose to read it later and kept your phone in your hands.

You were approaching a corner in the hallway so you decreased your pace but was still slightly running. As you were about to take a turn, your head bumped into something soft but obviously firm that was moving towards your direction. You were slightly pushed back but somebody’s hand caught your arms as you were about to fall backwards. You soon realized that your head bumped into someone’s chest, somebody who’s very tall. You look up and saw Namjoon. I really got to stop meeting the boys by bumping into them like this. Your mouth fall to the floor in shock and embarrassment.

His hands were big and his arms were tan and toned. He still excludes this gentle giant aura, the same way you pictured him every time you see him on social media and on the pictures in your phone. He still has his hands around your arms as you try to help yourself back up from almost falling to the ground. As if you could feel fire on your arms around his touch and time stood still. Both of you apologized to each other at the same time. You both chuckled as you withdraw your hands from each other. As you were about to introduce yourself, you noticed that your phone was on the floor and under his foot. He also soon notices this as you try to bend down to reach for your phone.

You took the phone under his foot and checked it. You stared at your phone screen and was shocked to see the screen cracked. You saw Namjoon looking at your phone as you check but quickly hid it realizing that your wallpaper was all of the members of BTS. You wouldn’t want to embarrass yourself more by letting him know that your lock screen and home screen are photos of them. Unfortunately, Namjoon has already noticed the crack on your phone screen even before you hid the phone away from his eyes.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t realize that I stepped on your phone.” Namjoon panicked at the sight of the cracked phone screen.

“No, it’s okay. It’s my fault also for not being careful.” You assure him but he clearly looks worried about the cracked phone. “Nice to meet you. I’m y/n. One of the new backup dancers assigned to BTS. I’m looking forward to working with you.” I bowed.

“Nice to meet you and looking forward to working with you as well.” He bowed as well. “I’m really sorry about your phone. Can I do something about it?”

“Honestly, it’s okay. It’s just a small crack.” No it’s not entirely okay because the crack almost encompasses the whole screen. It’s my fault anyways so he doesn’t have to feel bad about it. You don’t want to burden him about your phone. “Also, I’m sorry but I’m really in a rush for practice. See you around. Nice to meet you again.” You bowed and rushed towards the practice room.

“Wait.” Namjoon raises his hands while looking at you, rushing away from him. Although he was truly worried about your phone, he actually caught a glimpse of your lock screen. It amuses him to remember you trying to hide the phone from him. Of course he knows that their fans would have the members as their wallpapers but usually their staff wouldn’t really have the boys’ face plastered on their belongings.

You are still in disbelief that you met Namjoon. Your heart is still in disarray as you try to replay the scene in your mind. His hands are big and he’s so tall. His chest is so toned that even though your head bumped into him for a split second, you could almost remember the ridges of his chest.

…..

“Shit.” Namjoon exclaims as he slumps back on the couch of Hoseok’s studio with four other members in the room. Jimin, Taehyung, Hoseok and Jungkook all turn their heads as their leader enters the studio.

“What got you in a dump, hyung?” Jungkook asks in concern.

“I stepped on a phone and destroyed the screen.” Namjoon puts his hands on his face. He’s wondering how he can mend the cracked screen situation with you. Your face suddenly appeared at the back of his mind and honestly, a part of him find you adorable and beautiful. The way how your fringe falls perfectly on your forehead and on your long lashes. You were a little pale but still, he got a long look at your face and still finds you attractive. He never got interested with female staff members but there was something about you that piqued the leader’s attention.

“Whose phone?” Hoseok, seated in his chair in front of his equipments, turns his chair to face all the other members.

“One of our female backup dancers.” Namjoon groans out loud in frustration, breaking him from his daydream.

“How did you even step on her phone?” Jimin asks his leader, seated on the far corner of the couch beside Taehyung.

“I saved her from falling then I didn’t realize her phone was under my foot.” Namjoon sits straight up, shaking his head.

“You never disappoint, hyung.” Jimin laughs while reaching for Namjoon’s shoulder to pat it. Taehyung sits back to give access to Jimin’s hand to reach Namjoon.

“Give her one of our extra Samsung phones. I think we still have some of those. Go ask the staff.” Taehyung suggests.

“You really are the God of Destruction.” Hoseok chuckles at his good friend.

“I’m so embarrassed. I just want to bury my face right there and then.” Namjoon pouts in frustration.

“I think I can help you ease your frustration.” Hoseok turns his chair around back to his monitor. He pressed a few buttons and music started playing through the speakers. “How is it?” Hoseok plays the song that Namjoon, Taehyung and himself are working hard on. He glanced behind to look at Namjoon’s face. Namjoon stood up and walked to Hoseok’s chair.

…..

I am so tired. I think I’m pushing myself too far this time. You still have a few weeks before Lisa returns so you doubled your shift in the gym. You could really use the extra pay since you spent your extra savings on a few BTS merchandise and on repair fees for the air conditioner at home. The double shifts will only last until this week so you have no problem with it.

You came into the practice room, still groggy from lack of sleep. You glanced at the huge mirror across the room and saw your pale face and poor complexion. Gosh, you have never looked this bad since finals week in college. You tend to forget to take care of yourself when overworking or fatigued. You took a sip from the cup of iced Americano on your hands and sat on the floor with the other dancers.

A few minutes after, the choreographer came in and soon follows the 7 ethereal beautiful boys. They bowed one by one as they enter the room and thanked us for our hard work. You try to fix any unruly strands of hair on your sweaty forehead and straightened your back.

Namjoon entered the room first, greeting all the dancers with a smile. The leader exuding off a charismatic aura as he leads the group in the room. Jimin and Hoseok soon followed, both of them hand in hand giggling and skipping but released their hold on each other and laughed out loud after a few steps inside. The two main dancers eager to meet the dance team. Taehyung and Jungkook silently followed their hyungs, strutting like models with their hands in their pockets. I saw the maknae sporting a man bun that compliments his face and almost making him look like a Greek God, especially with how his tight black long sleeve shirt faintly gives a silhouette of his sculptured chest and back. Taehyung’s disheveled curly do accentuates his bear-like cuteness but still gives off a masculine appeal. Lastly, the two oldest entered the room greeting the dancers. Yoongi entered first with Jin’s hands on his other member’s back. The two of them silently entered the room, ensuring that they greet all of us first before joining the other members at the side.

Your eyes scanned the members one by one as the choreographer informs everyone about the dance practice for today. As you were admiring the amazing view in front of you that was gracing you this morning, your gaze met with Yoongi’s. He then slightly put his head down while looking at you. You couldn’t really paint his expression right now but you dare to say that he looks bothered. Like a puppy that chewed his toy and is being scolded by his owner. He then turns his head away to talk to the other boys when he saw you openly reading his face.

You were so confused at Yoongi’s bothered expression when you caught him looking at you. You don’t remember bumping into him or meeting him today. Yet, his aura today is a lot softer than the day you met. For your first and second (may I say terrible)encounters, he would always look so irritated or pissed at you specifically. I mean who wouldn’t, you’re crazy clumsy ass kept on bumping into him.

Everybody’s in their respective blocking and is set to practice once more. The moment the music started, your heart kept doing somersaults. This is the moment you’ve been waiting for. You are now dancing with the 7 boys. The pinnacle of your fangirl chronicles. You could never imagine that someday you will share the same stage as them. You truly respect them for their art and passion so you give your all even on their first full dance practice with the dance team. Of course, Jimin and Hoseok doesn’t disappoint. The two energetic boys that came skipping inside the room just moments ago became two dancing machines. You couldn’t stop smiling that you could feel your face could tear off. Your fatigue went away as you savor this moment. Nothing matters right now, only this moment.

The music stopped. All took a minute before polishing the dance moves on a specific part of the song. One female backup dancer nudged you on the waist, giggling. “You happy?” She was one of your good friend on the dance team. She knows that you’re a big fangirl of BTS and how ecstatic you are about your new occupation.

“Dream come true but I’m still so far off from being perfect. I need to be at my best to be deserving of sharing the same stage with them.” You whispered to her while giggling. She pats my head in adoration and you looked at her.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself. You’re doing a good job.” You smiled back at her. Soon you heard the choreographer call out everyone to gather to start practicing again.

Two hours were spent in the practice room, dancing nonstop. Slowly, you could feel your fatigue catching up to you but you refuse to take a break. You could see everyone’s passion and hard work so you don’t think you deserve to take a breather. Everyone was giving their all from the boys and girls on the dance team, the 7 BTS members and even with the choreographers. A longer break was given after the two hour mark. All of the other dancers walked straight to their bags to get their water bottles. The 7 boys also went to the water dispenser at the corner of the room near the door to take a sip of water as they catch their breath. You walked towards the door, excusing yourself out to use the restroom. You saw Namjoon and Yoongi noticing you as their eyes follow you before I opened the door.

You took a few steps away from the dance practice room and was stopped in your tracks when you heard a familiar voice calling your name. “Hey!” you turned around and saw Jiyong walking through the hallway in the same direction as you.

“Hey. What’s up?” Jiyong walks up to you with a smile on his face.

“I’m on my way to the recording studio.” He turns his head and caught his eyes on the dance practice room. “Are you guys practicing right now?”

“We are on a break as of the moment.” You wiped your sweat off your forehead. “Who knew that even dance practices was this intense?” You saw Jiyong examining your face and he lifts up his hand to land on your cheek.

“Your complexion’s not good. Are you eating well?” You froze in place. Is my complexion really that bad? Actually, if I remember correctly, I only ate crackers this morning and haven’t got a chance to drink water since I was rushing to go to work.

“Oh. Jiyong-nim.” You and Jiyong quickly looked towards the practice room door when you saw Namjoon, Yoongi, Jimin, and Jungkook about to go out of the room. They saw Jiyong caress your cheek and their faces are painted with bashful expressions. They immediately thought that you might be in a relationship with Jiyong. “You guys know each other?” Namjoon asks your brother.

Jiyong quickly placed his arms on your shoulder and around your neck. He laughed as he rubbed your head. “What do you think?” He placed his hand under your chin to lift up your head straight to present to the boys. The four of them puzzled by your brother’s question and took them a few seconds before it registered to them that you and Jiyong are twins. You totally forgot that Jiyong mentioned that he was good friends with the boys. I want to hide right now.

“No wonder why she looks familiar. She reminds me of you, hyung.” Jimin exclaimed.

“You’re twins?” Yoongi asks Jiyong. Your brother nods his head while giving his boxy smile.

“Identical, in fact.” Jiyong proudly stated as he further rubbed my head, making a mess out of my hair.

“That’s amazing, Hyung. I didn’t know you had a twin.” Jungkook exclaims as well, in fascination. You were just quiet in your brother’s arm. He released his hands around you and you stood up straight. Taehyung and Jin noticed the commotion of the four boys and also peeked out the door. Jimin informs the two boys and you saw Jin opening his mouth in astonishment, releasing a loud gasp in his tiny comedic voice.

“Take care of my sister. If one of you mistreats her, I’ll give you a hard time in the studio booth.” Jiyong jokingly teases the boys.

“You know I’m older than you right?” You quickly hit him on the shoulder as the boys laugh.

“By two minutes.” He looks at you and laughed. He glanced back to the other boys. “Anyways, she’s a big fa…” You pinch his waist to stop him from talking. He cries out in pain but at least that stopped his mouth from rambling.

“Excuse my brother. He likes to tease me a lot.”

“Well, I have to go to the studio booth as well. If you’ll excuse me.” Jiyong finally excuses himself out. He walks away and left you out in the hallway with the 7 boys just standing outside the practice room. A short silence from all of you filled the hallway before they resumed from walking out of the practice room.

“I have to excuse myself too.” You bowed, turned around and continued walking away.

“Wait.” You heard Yoongi call out as his footsteps catch up to you. Not long, he caught up and stopped in front of you. He scratched the back of his head with his head down. “I owe you an apology.”

Yoongi was uneasy at the thought that he disrespected you twice at the expense of his mood that day. The last thing he wants is to never get the chance to apologize to you. He couldn’t really concentrate on the dance practice today as he could see you avoiding him. Whenever he would try to take the chance to apologize to you during breaks, you would always be around the other dancers.

“Apology? For what?” you froze in place out of shock and wonder from yoongi’s statement. You stare at the man in front of you with his head slightly down. The air between the two of you was so still.

“The day we met… I am aware that I was not at my best self and it turned out I was rude to you. Even if I was having a bad day, there’s no excuse for my lack of respect.” He lifts his head up and looked straight in your eyes. As much as you appreciate his apology, you couldn’t really respond to him as you realized that one of your idols is just an arm’s reach away. Never have you imagined that someone you just watch over and over again from the small screen of your phone would be humbling himself before you to apologize. You don’t really know how to handle the situation.

“It’s okay. It’s my fault as well. I guess I have to learn not to be as clumsy anymore.” You laughed as you placed your hands on your nape. His face slowly lit up and the air between both of you started getting lighter. “Here I thought you’re actually disliking the idea of working with me. You were wearing this irritated expression whenever our eyes would meet during practice.”

Yoongi got beet-red thinking that’s how he comes off to you when he was actually irritated by the fact that he can’t get a chance to talk to you alone. “No. I was just…. trying to find a chance to apologize to you.” You smiled so sweetly at the thought of occupying yoongi’s mind during practice and even made him worry on how we would approach you. Yoongi notices the change in your expression and his heart skipped a beat. There’s something so adorable with the way you smiled that caught Yoongi’s attention. He took a good look at you and realized that you were actually good looking despite being so sweaty from practice.

“I would like to begin again.” You held out your hand to Yoongi. He looks at your hand and back to you. “I’m y/n. It’s an honor to work with you. Let’s do our best to show everyone the best performances we could give.” You flashed a smile so big that made Yoongi pleased as well. Your passion to give your best performance fascinated him.

He shook your hand and his heart skipped another beat. A smile like that fits you so well. You almost remind him of Hoseok. Someone who embodies sunshine. Also, he admits that you really look beautiful. Not that he wants to compare you to the other female dancers but he can admit that you’re the most attractive out of all of them. He had his eyes on you the whole morning and was amazed by how you transform into a dancing machine when music starts.

…..

You just concluded your last session with a client at the gym. Despite having a chance to go home early, you kindly offered to the gym owner that you would stay until closing time. You asked permission to use the small studio in the gym. He gladly allowed you and you were ecstatic to finally have a space where you could freely practice. Back at home, the apartment that you share with Lisa is just the adequate space for living, but not so much to consider it as a space to practice. You own a floor length mirror but it’s beside your bed. Your arms and legs have bumped your bed so many times that you could almost file a physical abuse case against the innocent piece of furniture. The small studio in the gym may not be as big as the practice room in Big Hit but it has enough space for you to fly and dance around. Plus, there’s a huge mirror on the entire wall. You’re actually fortunate to have the studio by yourself.

As you start practicing the dance numbers inside the small studio, the gym owner quietly manned the reception area in your place. Only a handful of customers are now currently using the gym and usually at this time of night, influx of customers is at bare minimum. Suddenly, someone enters the gym and walks to the reception area. The gym owner turns his head towards the door.

“Hyung!” The gym owner was surprised by the sudden visit of his friend. He shoots up from his seat to welcome the person who just came through the door.

“Jungkook! What are you doing here?” Jungkook appeared in front of the gym owner wearing his huge black hoodie and a black cap to hide his face. The gym owner walks around the reception table and hugs Jungkook.

“I just tried a new route to run and I remembered your gym was along the way so I thought to pop in and say hello.” Jungkook hugged his friend tightly. They continued to chat as Jungkook quickly noticed the music that was coming from inside the gym. The gym owner also noticed Jungkook looking towards the direction of the sound.

“That’s coming from the studio… which reminds me, one of my employee just got in as your backup dancer. She’s so dedicated and diligent that she spends her extra time to practice here after her shift.” The gym owner offered to usher Jungkook towards the small studio. Jungkook was intrigued and fascinated that one of their backup dancer works at the same place as his close friend. The music gets loud as they get near the studio and he gets a glimpse of somebody dancing eagerly to one of the songs that they were just practicing to this morning. They look just outside the door and Jungkook’s eyes were glued to you as you dance.

He recognizes you immediately and was captivated by how you were working so hard this late at night. He noticed that you weren’t wearing the usual baggy cargo pants that you love to wear for dance practices. You were wearing tight gym leggings and a dri-fit shirt. Nevertheless, you still exude charm and power when you dance to their songs. Jungkook admits to himself that the sight of you in tights dancing to their powerful songs charmed him.

He opened the door and you were late to notice the sound of the creaking door. You were surprised to see Jungkook’s reflection behind you as you strut to the music. Jungkook jumps in surprise when you gasped out loud at his presence and you ran for the speakers.

“Noona, I didn’t mean to surprise you.” You bent down to stop the music. Quickly, you stood up and turned to face him. Jungkook was still walking towards you. He removed his cap and ran his hand through his hair. He was sweating a bit but still, the sight of him sweating makes him look like he’s sparkling. You wondered why in the world is he inside the same studio as you are now. “Hyung’s my friend and I happened to be in the same area so I dropped by. I didn’t expect Noona was working here.”

You peeked towards the door and the gym owner was smiling and waving his hand. He must’ve been the one who informed Jungkook that you were practicing here, you thought. Your attention came back to Jungkook. You admired how handsome Jungkook looks right now despite being barefaced. “May I help you with something?”

“Do you want to practice together? I mean if only you’re comfortable with it.” He offered. Suddenly, you felt like everything slowed down and the two of you remained. You want to slap your face in disbelief that Jungkook actually offered to practice with you. Jungkook slowly walk towards you and you react by stepping backwards.

“I’m having a hard time learning a specific part in the choreo so I may not be the ideal practice partner… for you right now.” You feel as though the space between the two of you has shrunk. Jungkook smirks at the sight of you slightly panicking as he steps closer. Jungkook has been eyeing you ever since the first practice session with them this morning. He saw how his hyungs, Namjoon and Suga, kept on looking at your direction. He discovered that you were the same girl that they were talking about. You were the one whose phone was destroyed by Namjoon, who caught the attention of Jimin and Jhope during the evaluation, and who constantly occupies Suga’s mind about when to apologize to you. You piqued his attention with the way you had these encounters with his hyungs. He also noticed your charm whenever you execute the intricate choreograph during practice, just as Jhope and Jimin describes. He’s determined to have this chance to dance with you.

“I’m sure I want to practice with you.”

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Flesh (StickPrice)

A/N: It's about time I wrote Toppat King Henry, and yeah the title is from the same song from Simon Curtis. So if any of you know Simon Curtis and his songs...you should know where this is going. And this was also inspired by another fanfiction about Toppat Henry, I forgot the name of the story.

Rupert was sitting in a cell for the fifth day in a row, he got captured by the Toppat Clan a couple days ago. How did he managed to get captured by the Toppats was beyond him, he was just promoted to Captain and he got captured by the Toppats! Previous captains before him will probably be laughing their asses off if they hear about this, Rupert groaned in frustration as he kept thinking about his failure.

He put his head down and pulled his knees to his chest. He hated himself that he was in here, he wants to escape but he can't. He was also wondering on why no one from the government hasn't come to rescue him yet, surely they would have done something by now.

A pair of footsteps walked to his cell while Rupert was brooding, the footsteps stopped in front of Rupert's cell. Rupert didn't even pay attention, he was still brooding. He closed his eyes and opened them again. He now saw a pair of boots on the other side of the bars, he closed his eyes again cause he knows those pair of boots anywhere. Henry Stickmin was standing in front of the cell with a smile on his face, he was obviously enjoying seeing Rupert in a cell.

"Hey you!" said Henry, still smiling as Rupert glanced up at him. "You are free to go."

Henry was pointing to the exit as he finished his sentence, Rupert stared at him indifference. "HAHAHAHA!" Henry laughed, then sighed. "Not really..."

"Not funny..." Rupert murmured, lowly.

"Oh? Isn't that what you had said to me a couple months ago?" Henry asked, he had a smug grin on his face. "Do you remember?"

Rupert did remembered that he said that to Henry, such irony that their roles were reversed now.

"The lust for freedom is so very seductive, right?" Henry said, smugly. "Nobody would like to sit behind bars for several days, months, and years. Whether your are guilty or not, I understand that all to perfectly."

Rupert stood up and glared at Henry, "Now you know what it feels like to be in my skin." Henry finished, annoyed.

Rupert ran up to the cell as Henry took a step back, Rupert griped the bars as he kept glaring at Henry. " I swear Henry when I get out of here, your brain would be splattered against these was walls." threaten Rupert, livid.

"Oh you're mad, Rupy?" mocked Henry, darkly. "What are you going to do? Get me into a secluded place and have your "way" with me? Like you did that one time to me...to teach me a lesson?"

Rupert's face fell when Henry brought up the time that he...uh...um...the time he fucked Henry. Yes, you heard read that right. Rupert fucked Henry...why? Rupert doesn't know but he regrets that day...kinda of, "God damn it, whore." Rupert growled, lowly. "You would not let that go."

"Go choke on a sandpaper cock." Henry replied, flipping the bird at Rupert. "Bye now, I have to take my leave, tata!"

"Oi! I'm not done with yer just yet!" bellowed Rupert, but he was ignored.

Rupert sat back down in cell, he sighed heavily as he resumed his position. He growled at himself as he remembered the time he took Henry to a back room at the police station and had his way with him. Henry was annoying him and Rupert tried to ignore him but Henry knows how to piss him off, Rupert had enough of him. He took Henry to a private room and he started to beat the shit outta of him, Henry fought back of course. They punch each other for a few minutes until Rupert accidentally ripped Henry's prison uniform, he ripped the top part of Henry's uniform.

They stopped for a second, panting while catching their breaths. Rupert stared at Henry's upper body, he saw old scars all over his body. Some of the scars looked old while some still looked new, Rupert kept staring at Henry's scars while the criminal was feeling awkward. Then suddenly, as if someone was controlling him. Rupert grabbed Henry by the shoulders and kissed him, Henry was shock at first but kissed back. The kiss became heated as they touched each other, then the kiss became a makeout session.

After that it was a blur for Rupert but all he remembered that Henry was on the floor, begging for him, Rupert feeling immense power, and both feeling very satisfied. After that "incident", Henry escaped and made Dave lose his job. Rupert hated Henry ever since, he thought he never had to see Henry again but life had other plans. When Rupert had heard that Henry was the new leader of the Toppat Clan, he was not surprised. Considering he's a criminal and the Toppat Clan consists of multiple criminals.

But what did surprised Rupert that he managed to get captured by the Toppat clan, he grumbled some more. He bowed his head down and covered it with his arms, he had to get out of here...but how? He then again, thought back to his tryst with Henry, he then got a dark feeling. He remembered that Henry was loving getting fucked by him...Rupert smirked darkly, oh yeah...he has a plan to get out of here.

The next day, Henry went to visit Rupert again. Henry loved it when he taunted Rupert yesterday, he loved the look on his face when he mentioned their tryst. He hated Rupert after that, he let himself get taken advantage by a cop. But...he hated to admit...he liked the feeling Rupert's cock inside him, no one knows about his tryst with Rupert, not even his Right Hand Lady. Henry walked to the cells and stopped in front of Rupert's cell. Henry glanced inside the cell and saw Rupert leaning against the wall, Rupert didn't look at him. His face was covered with his hat, he had his arms crossed.

Henry raised an confused eyebrow, "Hey, what's going on?" he asked, in confusion. Rupert thought he heard some concern in Henry's voice but he was probably imagining it.

"Oi, I got a proposition for you." replied Rupert, lowly.

Henry blinked, "Oh? What kind of proposition?" he answered, curiously.

"Why don't you come inside and I will tell you."

"Why would I do that?"

"Do you want to hear the proposition or not?"

"Hmmm."

Henry thought for a moment, something tells him that what Rupert was proposing was a trap but on the other hand, it wouldn't hurt to know about the proposition.

Henry got out his keys and unlocked the cell door, he went inside the cell. Once inside the cell, he closed the cell door. While Henry was doing that, he didn't noticed Rupert was smirking. Henry then turned around and saw Rupert actually looking at him.

"Ok...what's the proposition?" Henry questioned, again.

There was a heavy silence and Rupert didn't answer Henry, Henry was confused again as he was about to ask Rupert again but was grabbed by the collar.

Rupert grabbed Henry's collar and slammed him against the wall, Henry gasped in pain as his vision blurred. He didn't have time to fight back when Rupert was right in front of him, Rupert then started punching him. Henry punched him back, they started fighting each other.

While they punching and kicking each other, Rupert felt the dark feeling he was feeling yesterday. The feeling was intense that it burned Rupert on the inside, it was so painful that Rupert couldn't take it anymore. Rupert then slammed Henry on the floor, and pinned his arms above his head.

Henry tried to get away but Rupert was strong, Henry looked up as he panted. Rupert also panted, their faces were bruised and had blood on their faces. Rupert smiled darkly at Henry's state, it was now time to make his move. Rupert got out a pocket knife that he secretly kept hiding and started to rip Henry's clothes off.

Henry panicked upon seeing his clothes ripped off, where did Rupert get the pocketknife? He thought they got all his weapons, but apparently they missed one. Henry tried to escape again but Rupert's grip was too strong, Rupert cut Henry's waistcoat, then he cut Henry's buttons off of his white shirt. Henry squirmed as he felt his clothes being ripped apart, Henry's face became red as he felt his nipples perk off cause of the cold air hitting them.

Rupert was enjoying Henry's reaction, he then put his knee onto Henry's crotch. Henry squeaked in surprise, Rupert pressed his knee harder into Henry's crotch. Henry's eyes widened as he pulled his head back, and moaned. Rupert chuckled as he felt himself get hard as a rock, he also felt himself getting warm.

Rupert put down his knife and started taking off his top uniform, which was difficult cause he was using one hand while the other was keeping Henry in place. But he managed to get off his uniform, Rupert then used his uniform top to tie Henry's hands up.

After he finished doing that, he took off Henry's boots. Henry tried to kick him but Rupert immediately stopped him from doing that. Rupert's pants was getting tighter by the second, his "friend" was getting impatient and so was he.

Rupert thought "fuck it" as he unbuttoned his pants, Henry's eyes widened some more. After Rupert unbuttoned pants, his underwear was exposed, and it was doing a very poor job of hiding his cock. Rupert then unbuttoned Henry's pants, which also did a poor job of hiding Henry's cock.

Rupert took off Henry's pants and spread his legs, Henry trembled a bit. Rupert saw this as he smirked, Henry was nervous as hell. Rupert used some of his spit to put on his fingers, he then put two fingers into Henry's hole. Henry hissed in pain as he felt Rupert's fingers inside of him, he tightened up as Rupert started scissoring him.

Rupert kept scissoring him despite Henry being tight, Henry groaned in pain and pleasure as he was being scissored by Rupert. Once Rupert was done scissoring him, he positioned himself in front of Henry's hole. Without warning, Rupert thrust inside Henry. Henry pulled his back as he screamed, he wrapped his legs around Rupert's waist.

Rupert didn't wait for Henry to adjust as he started thrusting in and out. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt Henry tighen around his cock, Henry wrapped his arms around Rupert's neck. While Rupert was thrusting inside Henry, Henry felt liquid running down his thighs and legs.

It was not cum, it was blood. Henry screamed in pain as Rupert thrust deeper, Rupert chuckled darkly at Henry's pain. "Ha!" Rupert exclaimed, happily. "You're enjoying this, are you?"

Henry was about to reply when Rupert hit Henry's prostate and he screamed again. Rupert covered his mouth with his hand, "Nuh uh." Rupert said, sharply. "You don't want no one to hear you now...do you?"

Henry froze for a moment, "After all, you don't want your clan members seeing their leader get fucked by a merely Government dog." Rupert continued, wickedly. "Do you?"

Henry still froze, Rupert had a point. He didn't want any of the Toppat clan members seeing him like this, especially Reginald Copperbottom, Right Hand Man, and Ellie Rose. He didn't want to feel humiliated cause they saw him get taken advantage of by a government dog.

Henry glanced up at Rupert who waited for an answer, Henry bit his lip and nodded vigorously. Rupert smiled at Henry's answer as he kept thrusting deeper, Henry dug his nails into Rupert's back. He scratched him from Rupert's shoulder blades and down his back.

Rupert went faster as he put his face on Henry's neck, Henry felt Rupert's hot breath on his neck. Rupert then bit Henry's neck, making Henry cried out in pain. Rupert bit hard as he broke Henry's skin to draw blood, Henry moaned in pleasure as he felt Rupert licked his blood.

"Heh. Yer enjoying this? Yer whore?" Rupert taunted, as he was groaning.

"Y-Y-Yes!" exclaimed Henry, in ecstasy.

"Yer can never resist my cock in yer, slut."

"Aggh! H-h-hah!"

"Look at you...moaning like a bitch in heat...come on... beg for my cock."

"U-u-uh! O-oh g-god...fuck!"

Rupert was getting more hard as he heard Henry moaning like crazy, he then felt Henry licked his neck and cried out in pain as Henry bit his neck. Henry bit Rupert's neck hard that he broke his skin, he licked up the blood. Henry felt his back having pain and he knew that it's gonna hurt the next day, but he doesn't care.

Rupert got his pocketknife again and started making cuts all over Henry, "Beg for my cock!" Rupert snarled, like a wild animal.

"P-P-P-please! G-give me y-y-your cock!" Henry replied, voice high pitched.

"Heh...since you asked so nicely~"

Rupert kept going faster, harder, and deeper. They were both drowning in lust, pleasure, and ecstasy. Rupert kept giving Henry some cuts until he stopped, he put his knife down as Henry kissed him. Rupert kissed back, and their tongues fought for dominance. Rupert won as he felt himself getting close, Henry was getting close too, judging by how he tighten around Rupert's cock.

Then a few moments later, they both climaxed. Rupert spilled inside Henry as he pulled his head back as he saw stars, Henry's cock splattered cum all over his stomach. Henry's vision went black for a moment, his vision returned when he felt Rupert still cumming inside of him. Rupert groaned as he kept cumming, he felt Henry milking him out and chuckled lowly at that.

They both stayed in that position, they were both panting and sweating. Rupert pulled out as Henry winched in pain, Rupert saw there was blood and cum dripping out of Henry. Rupert sighed as he stood up to put his clothes back on, Henry wasn't even paying attention to Rupert.

Rupert finished putting on his clothes as bent down to look at Henry once more, he then spotted Henry's keys and grabbed them. Rupert headed to the cell and opened it. Before he left, he turned around to find Henry sitting up and dazed.

"Oi." called out Rupert, softly as he watched Henry try to cover himself with his cape.

Henry glanced up at Rupert in a dazed state, "Thanks for the keys, rat." Rupert cackled, evilly. And then he left, leaving Henry all alone.

Henry stared at the entrance of the cell as his whole body hurt, he trembled as he felt his vision blurred with his tears. He let himself get taken advantage of again! How could he be such an idiot! Henry closed his eyes as he covered himself with his cape, he had such bad luck.

He then started to sob quietly, why did it feels so good but hurts so bad?

A/N: Does anyone want to join me in hell?

Also, this is for Blue_Fanlady as a gift! Happy Birthday! I hope you enjoyed this!

Btw, for those of you who watches the web series, Helluva Boss, there's a reference here to the series.

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bts-teaspoonff · 3 years

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Fangirl pt. 3

Genre: Romance, Slow Burn, Idol A/U

Pairing: BTS OT7 x reader

Rating: PG

Word Count: 5.6K

Taglist: @nochujeonjk @i-like-puppy-mg @miyochan @satotakeru14

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